Of course, selling something for seven thousand that only costs two to three thousand, she's definitely not losing out.
Ye Qing murmured to himself, if it weren't to extract some useful information from this woman, he wouldn't have bought these goods.
After finishing her sentence, the woman realized she might have misspoken, quickly changing her words: "No, it's... it's this box of Maotai, you bought it for seven thousand, you definitely won't lose out!"
"Doesn't matter if it's a loss or not, I'm taking it to gift someone, not to drink myself. As long as this is the price, the level is there, that's enough." Ye Qing smiled.
"Oh, so you're gifting it then, brother." The woman smiled, her gossiping instinct instantly kicking in, and asked softly: "Brother, giving such a heavy gift, is there a big event you're handling?"
"It's not really a big deal..." Ye Qing sighed, glanced at the woman, and whispered: "By the way, big sis, can you do me a little favor?"
